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“Grayson, are you okay?” Ava asked.
“Yeah.” I set my phone down. “It was Gabriel asking if we wanted to have dinner with him tonight.” I lied.
“Sounds good to me.” She smiled.
My pager went off.
“No,” Ava whined.
I grabbed it and let out a sigh.
“I’m sorry. A patient that I performed surgery on yesterday isn’t doing well. I have to go to the hospital. Hopefully, I won’t be gone long.”
“It’s okay. While you’re at the hospital, I’ll head over to Jenni’s studio and look at dresses for the gala.”
“Perfect. I can’t wait to see you in it.” I leaned in and kissed her lips.
We gathered up our things and headed back to the house.
“I’ll see you later.” I kissed her.
“I can’t wait.” A smile framed her face.
I was still rattled by the fact that Claudia had the nerve to text me. She must have gotten a new number because I blocked her back in Boston. As I was driving to the hospital, another text came through from her.
“You didn’t answer me about tonight.”
I inhaled a deep breath and messaged her back when I was stopped at a traffic light.
“The answer is no, Claudia! Don’t contact me again!”I blocked her number and threw my phone down on the seat.
* * *
Ava
I sent Jenni a text telling her that I was on my way to the studio. When I arrived, I walked up the stairs and found her in her office.
“You’re here.” She ran over and hugged me. “Where’s Grayson? I thought the two of you were spending the day together.”
“The hospital paged him.”
“Life of a trauma surgeon.” She sighed. “Georgia, Charlotte, Sofia, and Charleigh can relate to that. Come on. I have the perfect dress for you.” She grabbed my hand. “Well, what do you think?” A grin crossed her face.
I stood there in awe of the beautiful, long, wine-colored, one-shoulder neckline dress that was displayed proudly on a mannequin.
“Jenni, it’s gorgeous.”
She removed the dress and handed it to me. “Go try it on, and let’s see if it needs to be altered.”
I went into the fitting room and slipped into the dress. I’d never worn anything so elegant before, and I felt like a princess. When I stepped out of the fitting room, Jenni placed her hands over her mouth.
“You look gorgeous, Ava. And it looks like a perfect fit.” She walked over to me. “What do you think?”
“I love it, Jenni.”
“The color is beautiful on you. Grayson is going to be walking around that gala all night as stiff as a board.” The corners of her mouth curved upward, and I laughed.
“How much do I owe you?” I asked.
